Slovenly Hag from Servus by Lafcursiax

Call forth the slovenly hag, a bitch of gargantuan proportion,
tumour of spite and disregard.
She'll shuffle forth from ulterior dimensions where she learned the
art of gravitating matter with words and will alone.
To rile her coals we will regale her with tales of humanity's failure
then celebrate her arrival for weeks on end.
How weak we were without her arrogance,
how much better we are with her influence.

She coughs up a skewering cackle that quakes the walls of every human's brain.

After the parades to welcome this saviour we feel her irreverance in our veins.
The sun is brighter, the wind is sharper,
the angles of buildings are so much more fierce.
No amount of crack and heroin could compare to this.
With each passing day the world swirls into darker colours
and she is the lighthouse at its centre.
The weak will perish in our wake and our pursuits will consume the globe.

Trample those who deny her.
Troubles upon those who do not.
We don't care, not anymore.

PRAISE THE SLOVENLY HAG. DEATH TO THE WEAK AND UNFORTUNATE.

• Metal
• ambient
• black metal
• heathen
• pagan
• ritual
• United Kingdom